I remember Shea from when we first met. That shy blue eyed blonde. She has changed in so many ways. She has died her hair so many different colors. Her latest color was cherry red. Thats where her nickname Cherries came from. I don't know when I relized how much I loved her. I love how she has a scar on her birthmark on the back of her head and neck. I love the way her blue eyes fog when she gets sad. I love the way she thinks of things in werid sort of ways to stand out. I love how she is so determined. I love the way she beat bops when she is pissed. I love the way she confesses the hates in her life to me. I love the way when she gets pissed she runs or paints. I love the way she twirls her flag in color gaurd. I love the way her feet are ticklelish. I love the way she loves animals and kids. I love the way she doesn't want to be fit into a mold. I love the way she braids ribbons into her hair. I love the way she never knows when to quit. I love the way that she thinks way to much. To tell the truth I love everything about her.
